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Jill Monro appeared in several New York adult films in the late 1970s and early 1980s – such as Gerard Damiano ’s ‘Skin Flicks’ (1978) and ‘Consenting Adults’ (1982), Joe Sarno ’s ‘Tigresses’ (1979), and Richard Milner’s ‘Centerfold Fever’ (1981).

She famously got “married” to fellow porn actor Marc Stevens , and was ubiquitous on the New York adult film party scene – all of which was documented extensively in magazines like High Society and Cheri, in which she wrote a monthly column.

I met Jill in March 1976. I had a regular day job, but I’d just come out of a bad breakup. I started driving for a car service company in Brooklyn for the extra money and to keep my mind off of it. I thought it would be a great way to meet girls.

I’m sitting in this car service office, and these two girls walk in. They need a ride, which is about 10 miles away. It turned out it was Jill and her girlfriend, Sandy. They were both beautiful women. No one could tell they were transsexuals; I couldn’t tell. Nobody gave them a second look, other than to see that they were good-looking women.

Yes. At that stage they were pretty much completely finished except for the bottom equipment. They didn’t look like drag queens. They didn’t even look like cross dressers; they looked like hot women. It was my turn to go out and do a job, so the two of them got in my car. I was using my own car, which was a nice, really fancy sport car at the time; it was a brand new 1974 Toyota Celica.

Terri got into the front seat, sat with me, and Sandy got in the back seat. I had a great hi-fi… as close to custom hi-fi unit as I could possibly get at the time. I put in Led Zeppelin. She wasn’t into rock – she was into disco music – so to her, that was something new, and she was digging it, and jumping and dancing in the car.

We were at her friend’s house, and we were in the bathroom making out. I started feeling her up, and she wouldn’t let me between her legs. We were like wrestling. I finally got my hand down there, and lo and behold, there was this little lump. I jumped away; I was fucking shocked. Up to then I thought she was just some crazy girl, and that maybe she didn’t want to give it up just yet.

OK, it wasn’t about my own heterosexuality. It was about, “Uh-oh, I like this girl. What the fuck do I do now?” We got involved. We started dating. Eventually, she broke up with her boyfriend, and we got an apartment together. It was in Brooklyn. In less than a year, I took out a bank loan and we got her a boob job. She went from small A cups to a D cup.

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